Everybody get up singing One, two, three, four, five will make you get down now
You gots to keep it real You gots to keep it raw I'm lyrically blessed So don't try to ignore Time for some action Creeping up your back and Keep the beat nasty Like Janet my reaction Hard I'm addictive Better lock your kids in Coming to you area Ya don't know what you're missing Go tell your family Here comes the enemy Blowing up the spot tech remedy
Keep it moving on I'll be the resident, president I'm the 5th element Jimmy fly snooka stone Cold is how I'm Hittin' em' better get together Put your hands in the sky Stick em up punk Hit em low, hit em high Now I'm the bad boy That you invite for dinners Ain't got no manners 'cause I eat with my fingers Lost boys terrorize the neighborhood And hounds of the Baskerville will be up to no good So come on, come on Everybody keep checking us Coming with the funk Bring it on wickedness
Everybody better recognize We got the funky rhymes Keep it together, baby Don't even try to organize We be the roughnecks No concept, no business We here to get down And make em grab your biscuits So everybody, anybody, somebody Put your hands together Represent like John Gottë Paragraph after grammar for gas The party's Armageddon Hit em with the heavy class I'm bugging Hitting with the hooligan bamn I know I want to stand-up So baby jump!
Everybody get up singing Five will make you get down now Five will make you get down